Monarch

Born with a silver spoon stuck in your mouth Never hearing the shit that comes out Regurgitated ideas of a pretentious existence Always handed the path of least resistance My heart is black, calloused, and cold Never once shitting on a throne of gold Through tooth and nail I've fought my way out And not to listen to the bullshit that you spout I am an example of disorder Bastard in the eyes of the reformer Bring your wood, your hammer, and your nails Try and crucify me, so I can watch you fail This world was never enough for me Ghosts of wasted youth, drowned in ecstasy I'll wear a crown of thorns, if it means something to you We'll be the new taboo Neither saints nor the sinners of hell Will stop the fires inside I refuse to quell The hatred in our hearts awakens the call To the convoluted and the fake, I say f*ck you all We are not the same F*ck you all We are not the same This world was never enough for me Ghosts of wasted youth, drowned in ecstasy I'll wear a crown of thorns, if it means something to you We'll be the new taboo Take my hand For a better world Hear my shouts Hear my screams This world was never enough for me Ghosts of wasted youth, drowned in ecstasy I'll wear a crown of thorns, if it means something to you We'll be the new taboo There's blood on my hands A crown of bones on my head Join me on my throne The worlds against us now When all is said and done, we'll be the new taboo